I stop to face him. "Relax, I was only kidding. You gotta learn to tell the difference between jokes and real facts. Did you grow up in a religious home where jokes aren't allowed? Because... okay I'II stop talking."
"We are going to go see my baby brother. I need to recharge myself in his little hug and scent before going with you. You sap out all of my energy."
"So do you!" He retorts. We both huff and then simultaneously burst burst into a dramatic hearty laughter. Platonic friendship is the best. Better than going romantic and having your heart broken. I couldn't ask for anything more right now. The fact that he is gay makes it just right and perfect. I trust myself that I would not fall in love. So will he. Perhaps we can just be like this. Friends who are more like siblings. For me, this is perfect than a sex relationship.
